once

i came home to maxi-pads stuck on my walls and lipstick writing on the mirror. there was also a clever popcorn trap rigged up that dumped the crunchy treat all over me upon entering my room. then there was the refrigerator left right smack in the middle of my parking spot.

all this for buying two cocks from a Hispanic boy on the corner of Baja and Poplar and letting them loose in her bedroom for half a day.

let this be irrefutable evidence against any idea of "reaping what one sows" or karma or anything of the like.

the world isn't fair, just like mom told you.